by Derek Webb
I repent of my pursuit of America's dream
I repent of living like I deserve anything
Of my house, my fence, my kids, my wife
In our suburb where we're safe and white
I am wrong, and of these things I repent
I repent of parading my liberty
I repent of paying for what I get for free
For the way I believe that I am living right
By trading sins for others that are easier to hide
I am wrong, and of these things I repent
I repent of judging by a law
That even I can't keep
Of wearing righteousness like a disguise
To see through the planks in my own eyes
I repent of trading truth for false unity
I repent of confusing peace and idolatry
By caring more of what they think than what I know of what we need
By domesticating you until you look just like me
I am wrong, and of these things I repent
Thursday, February 28, 2008
I Repent
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Labels: Christianity, sin, Webb
All Things New Again
by Jakob Dylan
New heaven over a brand new sky
New breed of wonder on the vine
Among the living
There is new promise in this night
New arms to hold back the revolution
New eyes to recognize what you've become
New blood to recover
A new will to honor all God's creations
All things are new again
Within and without
All things are new again
New shepherd roaming through the tall grass
A new temple rising through the fallen ash
That buries the tracks
Of millions of boots marching in packs
Clear water rolling through the dam's collapse
Out to the harbor where they're sailing back
New flag on the mast
Without any secrets, without any past
All things are new again
Within and without
Sooner or later the end begins
Just then it can be said
That all things are new again
New ghost returning to the earth beneath the haze
New poets burning through the lines of every page
I'm an unpainted portrait
I am staring at a new sunset
Without any memories yet
All things are new again
Within and without
Sooner or later every season ends
Then forever it can be said that all things are new again
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Labels: change, hope, joy, Wallflowers
Friday, February 22, 2008
The Masterplan
by Noel Gallagher
Take the time to make some sense
Of what you want to say
And cast your words away upon the waves
Sail them home with Acquiesce
On a ship of hope today
And as they land upon the shore
Tell them not to fear no more
Say it loud and sing it proud today
Dance if you want to dance
Please, brother, take a chance
You know they're gonna go
Which way they wanna go
All we know is that we don't know
How it's gonna be
Please brother let it be
Life on the other hand
Won't make us understand
We're all part of the masterplan
I'm not saying right is wrong
It's up to us to make
The best of all the things that come our way
'Cause everything that's been has passed
The answer's in the looking-glass
There's four-and-twenty million doors
On life's endless corridor
Say it loud and sing it proud today
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Labels: carpe diem, choice, destiny
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere
by Neil Young
I think I'd like to go back home
And take it easy
There's a woman that I'd like to get to know
Living there
Everybody seems to wonder
What it's like down here
I gotta get away from this day-to-day running around
Everybody knows this is nowhere
Every time I think about back home
It's cool and breezy
I wish that I could be there right now
Just passing time
Everybody seems to wonder
What it's like down here
I gotta get away from this day-to-day running around
Everybody knows this is nowhere
Everybody, everybody knows
Everybody knows
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Labels: idyllic, memory, simplicity
Monday, February 18, 2008
The Rain Song
by Robert Plant
It is the springtime of my loving
The second season I am to know
You are the sunlight in my growing
So little warmth I felt before
It isn't hard to feel me glowing
I watched the fire that grew so low
It is the summer of my smiles
Flee from me, keepers of the gloom
Speak to me only with your eyes
It is to you I give this tune
Not so hard to recognize
These things are clear to all from time to time
I've felt the coldness of my winter
I've never thought it would ever go
I've cursed the gloom that set upon us
But I know that I love you so
These are the seasons of emotion
And like the winds they rise and fall
This is the wonder of devotion
I see the torch we all must hold
This is the mystery of the quotient
Upon us a little rain must fall
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Labels: romance
Friday, February 15, 2008
If Not For You
by Bob Dylan
If not for you
Babe, I couldn't find the door
Couldn't even see the floor
I'd be sad and blue
If not for you
If not for you
Babe, I'd lay awake all night
Wait for the morning light
To shine in through
But it would not be new
If not for you
If not for you my sky would fall
Rain would gather too
Without your love I'd be nowhere at all
I'd be lost if not for you
If not for you
Winter would have no spring
Couldn't hear the robin sing
I just wouldn't have a clue
Anyway it wouldn't ring true
If not for you
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Thursday, February 14, 2008
When I Fall in Love
by Edward Heyman
When I fall in love
It will be forever
Or I'll never fall in love
In a restless world like this is
Love is ended before it's begun
And too many moonlight kisses
Seem to cool in the warmth of the sun
When I give my heart
It will be completely
Or I'll never give my heart
And the moment I can feel that
You feel that way too
Is when I fall in love with you
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Sunday, February 10, 2008
Best of What's Around
by Dave Matthews
My friend, it seems your eyes are troubled
Care to share your times with me?
Would you say you're feeling low and so
A good idea would be to get it off your mind?
See, you and me have a better time than most can dream
Have it better than the best
So we can pull on through
Whatever tears at us, whatever holds us down
And if nothing can be done
We'll make the best of what's around
Turns out not where, but who you're with
That really matters
And hurts not much when you're around
If you hold on tight to what you think is your thing
You may find you're missing all the rest
She run up into the light surprised
Her arms are open, her mind's eye is...
Seeing things from a clearer side than most can dream
On a better road, I feel
So you could say she's safe
Whatever tears at her, whatever holds her down
And if nothing can be done
She'll make the best of what's around
Turns out not where but what you think
That really matters
And hurts not much when you're around
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Labels: carpe diem